The air is music
The breeze is a symphony
So play for me a soft autumn
That late September music
Play for me those brass leaves
and red ivy pianos keys
Play for me Chicago Jazz
On a south side street corner
Perform for me that nighttime blues
The lonely street lamp melody
Perform for me misty mornings
Rolling daybreak haze
Sing for me a city
Cool and Crisp and Loving
Sing for me a city
A sweet reflective fall
Aaron Goggans 
Shows a progression in maturity that signals certain reluctant conformity, bearing the onus of black masculinity through halls of Frost and the betrayals of Hughes and Washington.
Hi, by the way.